Ten Thousand Realms Exchange System

With all the information of the tank mercenary group in his mind, Ye Zichuan packed up and went out.

He didn't have the slightest worry about this operation, bullets couldn't kill, and no one could beat him in hand-to-hand combat, so what else did he have to worry about?

Sitting in the car, he came to the remote suburbs, and Ye Zichuan began to walk.

Ten minutes later, Ye Zichuan hid behind a tree, looked at the abandoned factory in the distance, and after a while, he was sure that this was the place he was looking for.

"I hope you're all here. Ye Zichuan muttered, then dropped a drop of invisibility potion on his body and walked slowly there.

The ring space was completely opened, and the wind and grass within a radius of 16 meters were in his perception, Ye Zichuan looked at a mercenary around the corner and quietly touched it.

Ye Zichuan punched out, directly breaking the man's spine, killing him instantly, supporting the man's body to lie on the ground, Ye Zichuan tried not to make a sound, looking at the few grenades hanging on his body, Ye Zichuan was not polite, put away the gun and magazine together, and then walked to the other side.

On the east side of the factory, there was also a mercenary in charge of patrolling, Ye Zichuan did the same, broke his spine, took everything, dragged him to lie in the shadows, and then quietly entered the factory.

Yue Peishan only knew that this was the temporary residence of the tank mercenary group, but she didn't know which floor they were on or which room they were in, Ye Zichuan could only look for it slowly.

However, this factory has been abandoned for a long time, and the ground is covered with dust, as long as people walk by, they will leave footprints, and Ye Zichuan followed those footprints all the way to the second floor.

The second layer did not stop, Ye Zichuan came to the third layer again, and at this time, Ye Zichuan heard a shout, not speaking Chinese, Ye Zichuan could not understand what they were saying, and then saw five people running out of a house deep in the third layer, all holding guns, with grenades on their bodies, and began to search in all directions in a carpet style.

"Am I exposed?" Ye Zichuan hid in the four corners and looked at them, frowning slightly.

"The two people I killed were supposed to be found.

Ye Zichuan did not hesitate and touched behind the five people.

With a click, another person's vertebrae were smashed by Ye Zichuan, and then, the muzzles of the other four people were aimed here, and they opened fire at the same time!

His body suddenly moved, and he threw the corpse out of his hand, and the man ran out with him.

Ye Zichuan came to the front of a mercenary, raised his machine gun that was spraying bullets, and punched him in the throat, causing his neck to bulge back, looking weird and terrifying.

Then he blocked the corpse in front of him, rushed to the front of another person, kicked out, Ye Zichuan also tasted the sourness of kicking other people's little brothers, looking at his completely distorted facial features, Ye Zichuan muttered sorry, and broke the other party's neck cleanly.

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different gunshot rang out, and immediately after, Ye Zichuan fell backwards and smashed to the ground.

After confirming that Ye Zichuan was dead, a burly figure walked out of the darkness.

This is a giant man more than two meters tall, with a burly figure almost equivalent to a half-leaf Zichuan, a horizontal body, wearing only a black vest on his body, completely highlighting the bulging muscles, and in his hand, holding a silver desert eagle.

Looking at Ye Zichuan, who was lying on the ground covered in blood, the tank smiled coldly: "It seems that he is a strange person, and he can be invisible, but without invisibility, you are nothing." "

Really?" A faint voice sounded out of thin air, and then, Ye Zichuan bounced up like a cheetah, and his fists slammed directly into the front door of the tank.

The pupils of the tank shrank to the size of a pinpoint, and a person who was hit by the Desert Eagle actually stood up? This is simply a fantasy, unbelievable!

Of course, all this is Ye Zichuan's play, although the power of the Desert Eagle is a little greater than that of an ordinary pistol, but it can't break his metal suit, it's just a little painful, and it is just a little painful.

Sensing that the bullet was not fired by the remaining two people, Ye Zichuan knew that there were still people in the dark, so he lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, the blood on his body was just splashed on him, and sure enough, the tank that thought he had killed Ye Zichuan stood up, and Ye Zichuan didn't need to look for it again.

Looking at the fist that kept expanding in his eyes, the tank sneered, and the punch the size of the punching bag smashed over.

Bang!

The two fists collided, Ye Zichuan felt a majestic surge of power, and the whole person stepped back a few steps.

The remaining two people aimed at Ye Zichuan and decisively pulled the trigger.

Ye Zichuan snorted coldly, kicked up a corpse on the ground, and smashed it into one of them, blocking his view, Ye Zichuan also rushed over, but as soon as he rushed halfway, a tank-like figure rushed over and directly knocked him out.

Ye Zichuan slammed into the wall, and then fell to the ground, and the strong anti-shock force made his chest feel stuffy for a while.

Looking at the tank standing there smiling, Ye Zichuan's eyes were cold.

With a thought, two iron nails levitated, and then teleported, piercing the heads of the two mercenaries.

Looking at the two men with blood holes in their heads and their bodies falling weakly, Tank's expression changed again.

He didn't notice it in the slightest just now, what exactly killed his companion?

Ye Zichuan looked at him, took off his blood-stained shirt, and only wore a white vest, revealing a strong muscle.

"Now, let's have some fun.

Ye Zichuan looked at the tank, licked the corners of his mouth, and showed a

hint of excitement in his eyes, he really wanted to see where his current limit was?

Ye Zichuan ran out like a cannonball, shook his fist, and smashed the tank with great force.

With a fierce glint in his eyes, the tank roared, and his punching bag fist slammed down.

Bang! The fists collided, and the arms of the two shook at the same time, and after taking a step back, they fought together again.

The crash continued to sound here like raindrops, and every punch of the tank was so powerful that it could pierce the wall, but much slower.

And Ye Zichuan, who has both majestic strength and agile speed, kept smashing his fists on him when he received the tank attack.

The tank roared like a wild beast, and every part of his body was a murderous weapon, constantly beckoning to Ye Zichuan, but it was difficult to cause any harm to Ye Zichuan.